Well, this feels very strange. I haven't blogged in ages. We have broadband here at Danes House now. I have been doing quite a lot of work recently. It's a constant flow of translation. I think they should pay us.

My Dad is coming to Exeter this evening with his colleague Helen. They were working in Weston-super-mare and Taunton today I think. They are taking Rosie and I out for a meal. Rosie is wondering what to wear. Maybe I should too.

Rosie and I went out to Mad Meg's for a meal on Tuesday evening, as it was our '18th month anniversary'. It was good there, despite there being only 2 other people there. It was expensive, but it was all about quality and not quantity. The food was also original in presentation and the combination of foods put together. The chef was a 22ish old skinhead though, not some fat old farmer's wife like she (Meg) is meant to be. Rosie got me a banana plant as a present, so I will be growing that soon. I'll let you know how it goes. Bye for now.